Alexia's POV
I don't know what happened, but Aiden was behaving… odd.
You'd think he was trying to get on my good side. And the way he kept bringing up Professor Sinclair?
He was jealous.
And I didn't know how I felt about that.
Actually, scratch that—I did know how I felt about it.
I liked it.
I liked the way his jaw clenched when I mentioned the professor. I liked the way his eyes darkened when he thought I was sneaking around. And I really liked the way he kissed me back at school—bold, possessive, right in front of Professor Sinclair.
Was it childish? Yes.
Did I care? Not even a little.
Because for once, Aiden wasn't acting like our relationship was just a contract, a convenience, a situation he had to tolerate.
No.
He was acting like a man who saw another man looking at his woman.
And that? That did things to me.
